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Sippin' Wine 7/6/2015 It was a game Louise and I had played before. We called it "Sippin" Wine" because it would always start with a conspiracy we would hatch over a glass of wine. The shades were pulled and we had a lo 0 Comments, 154 Views, 0 Votes | |
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The Man on the Train 7/5/2015 She knew how lovely she was and she well knew the power she had over men. She knew how to exploit a man's voyeuristic susceptivity and she could do so with artful subtlety. There was the way she pla 0 Comments, 301 Views, 0 Votes | |
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Rain 7/4/2014 Myra stared pensively out the floor length window, the city at her bare feet 48 floors below. Heavy drops of rain spattered against the plate glass sounding a constant muffled rhythm. She was alone 0 Comments, 209 Views, 0 Votes | |
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The 14th Floor, Part II 9/26/2013 Once she pushed the elevator button it was suddenly out of her hands. She felt as if she had abandoned her fate to this conveyance that was inexorably moving her upward to the top of the highrise cond 0 Comments, 1184 Views, 0 Votes | |
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The 14th Floor 9/23/2013 Grace loved to shop, but there were some months when her account approached rock bottom--she called them "blue months". The shop windows beckoned but for any kind of important shopping she was in the 0 Comments, 1745 Views, 0 Votes | |
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You Never Know 9/15/2013 She is superficially very reserved. A woman with a profession who conservatively dresses the part. She's smart with a no nonsense approach to her work and does not suffer fools. She's wildly attract 0 Comments, 89 Views, 0 Votes | |
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A Touch Can Be Everything 6/8/2010 We were strangers riding together in the back seat of that car headed for our small town destination in the Flint Hills in Kansas. Under any circumstances the rolling endless sweep of this uninhabite 0 Comments, 65 Views, 0 Votes | |
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Coming of Age 1/3/2009 Carla was her name. She was older than me by about six years. Everyone said she was going to marry the prosecutor in our rural county who had higher political ambitions. A trophy wife she would be. 0 Comments, 1191 Views, 0 Votes | |
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Dark Lady 1/3/2009 I was just starting out trying to make my was in the world living in an old building in Westport in Kansas City. The landlord alloweed me to use a narrow strip of property to cultivate a garden along 0 Comments, 1082 Views, 0 Votes | |
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The Comeback 1/3/2009 I just knew her as the curvey outgoing hostess at Emilio's where I sometimes went to meet friends after work. I happened to arrive that day right at her shift change, and she was in rare form at the 0 Comments, 525 Views, 0 Votes | |
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Coming of Age 1/2/2009 Carla was her name. She was older than me by about six years. Everybody said she was going to marry the prosecutor in our rural county who had higher political ambitions. A trophy wife she would be 0 Comments, 116 Views, 0 Votes | |
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Going to Emelio's 1/1/2007 The taxi was about 20 minutes away. Julia and I had ordered it to go out to dinner. We were in Manhattan for a getaway and staying in Walt and Liz's apartment while they were out of town. Small ap 0 Comments, 168 Views, 0 Votes | |
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Slide 12/10/2006 That bead of water sliding down your back Runs and slides along at Ever changing speeds Seeks against you Sliding down In a calculus just yours It disappears between your buttocks cheeks 0 Comments, 12 Views, 0 Votes | |
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Two Women/ Chapter 5 12/3/2006 Karen's fingers were long and tapered; her fingernails had half moons and were trimmed short like a man's. They were manicured, edges rounded, and laquered. As they lay thgether naked in the sma 0 Comments, 328 Views, 0 Votes | |
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Extraordinary 12/2/2006 Then she did something extraordinary. She reached across to calsp my right hand and guided it under her blanket and under her clothes to rest on her lovely flat stomach just above her crotch. 0 Comments, 368 Views, 0 Votes | |
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Chapter 4 11/5/2006 It wasn't automatic for sylvia. She knew that to the core she was a woman born to love men. The idea of making love to a woman to this point in her life had been a kind of exotic curiosity, a fan 0 Comments, 211 Views, 0 Votes | |
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Two Women/ Chapter 3: 10/29/2006 Dinner in the brightly lit dining car had elegance. The flower on the white tablecloth and the tasteful dinner service seemed somehow inconcruous with the Northern Missouri wilderness that rushed 0 Comments, 276 Views, 0 Votes | |
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Bottles on the Sea 10/25/2006 A web, but its a tangled web that fastens you and me, A silicon envoy of hope, like bottles on the sea, A maze of synapse links, each one a fragile impulse carries News of heart or news of gall, 0 Comments, 39 Views, 0 Votes | |
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Two Women/ Chapter 2: Epiphany 10/22/2006 "Conventional" is difinitely not a word you would apply to her seatmate, Karen, on this express train churning across the prosperous Northern Ilinois farm country. Karen was not wearing a bra, and 0 Comments, 367 Views, 0 Votes | |
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Two Women/ Chapter 1: Super Chief 10/15/2006 Perhaps I am stating the obvious: There is a law that applies to friendship between women. It is unwritten, unacknowleged and perhaps subliminal, but an immutable law nonetheless. The law states 0 Comments, 515 Views, 0 Votes | |
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White Panties 6/4/2006 I asked her to wear the old fashioned white panties that came all the way to her slim waist. I wanted her hand to disappear inside them and leave me to guess what her fingers were discovering ther 0 Comments, 152 Views, 0 Votes | |
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George 11/30/2005 George had arranged special lighting for the photo of his penis. It took place in his very well kept basement apartment which was cleverly situated next ot the furnace room to help reduce those hi 0 Comments, 872 Views, 0 Votes | |
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Persephonie 11/26/2005 In the gathering darkenss the patrons were floating to the exits of the vast botanical garden. At the close of this hot summer day Persephonie had found herself moving against this human tide and 0 Comments, 347 Views, 0 Votes | |
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Another Game Pt. 2 (Pt. 1 on 11/13/2005) 11/16/2005 In a fluid motion she reached down and rescued her panties from the floor to perform the ritual to which I was entitled by my successful guess. The gauzy black fabric, now wet, was wrapped around 0 Comments, 524 Views, 0 Votes | |
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Another Game 11/13/2005 The game went like lthis. I would try to guess the color of her panties, and if I was right I could have them. She would crown me with them. Place them over my head and drag them down to my neck 0 Comments, 1429 Views, 0 Votes | |
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One Afternoon 11/8/2005 It was a game Louise and I had played many times before. We called it "sipping wine" because it would always start with a conspiracy we would hatch together over a glass of wine when the shades we 0 Comments, 558 Views, 0 Votes |
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